The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"How much did you hear?"

Mo Xiaobao shook his head and looked at him innocently, "I can't hear you clearly."

But Bai Xiran exclaimed, and saw the little guy's bare feet at a glance.

At this moment when he was picked up, his bare chubby legs were dangling in the air.

She quickly walked over with her slippers and socks, snatched the little guy from Mo Junzhe's hand and hugged him tightly, "Why did you come out without wearing shoes, the ground is so cold..."

Mo Xiaobao leaned on her shoulder, chubby waved his hand at the man behind him, and said softly, "Xiaobao saw Uncle Xu, he wanted to come out and say hello."

"Did we wake you up by talking?" Bai Xiran helped him wipe his feet, covered them with his palms, and didn't help him put on socks until they were warm.

Then he kissed his little cheek, "Why is Xiaobao so sensible."

"Because Ranran taught it! Dad is not sensible, and he quarreled with the guests as soon as he came, right?"

He nestled in Bai Xiran's arms, reluctant to leave, sniffing the faint fragrance of her body, and accidentally yawned again.

Bai Xiran raised his head, looked at the long body standing on one side, and couldn't help but think of what happened just now.

Then he finally got up and gently carried the little guy into the room, "Is Xiaobao sleepy? Sleep a little longer. I'll wake you up when dinner is ready."

After she finished speaking, she carefully put the little guy on the bed.

But I don't want to, Mo Xiaobao has already fallen asleep in such a short time.

There was a faint crimson color on the fleshy face, the small nose was wrinkled, and he silently put his arm over.

"Sleep well."

Bai Xiran stayed with him for a while, and after confirming that the little guy was sound asleep, he walked out of the room.

The man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a transparent glass in his hand,
The messy short hair hangs down on the forehead, under the indoor light, the lines of the handsome face are obvious, and there is a faint shadow under the tall nose.Even though he is only wearing a simple white shirt, it can still bring out his noble aura.

"Mo Junzhe, let's talk."

Bai Xiran took a deep breath and walked over quietly.

She stood condescendingly on the side of the sofa, seeing that the man was unmoved, she took the glass away from his hand.

"I said, let's talk."

Mo Junzhe looked up at the woman standing in front of him, and only uttered a few simple words from his thin lips, "That's the truth."

"I don't believe it. Or...you have to give me an explanation."

Say that the two have never divorced, and say that she is still Mrs. Mo.

She doesn't believe these bullshit lies!
Bai Xiran bit her lips tightly, looked at his extraordinarily indifferent and calm appearance, and forced herself to be calm, "I clearly remember that I left a divorce agreement four years ago, and it was stamped and signed."

She insisted on a result.

And Mo Junzhe finally got up at this time, taller than her by a full head, bringing an invisible sense of oppression.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "The divorce agreement needs to be signed by both parties to take effect."

"what?"

It was rare for Mo Junzhe to be so patient as he looked at her surprised face.

There was always a faint smile on his lips, and his long fingers lightly rested on the side of her cheek, helping her to brush away the messy hair, and said slowly, "I didn't sign it."

Bai Xiran, "..."

"Mo Junzhe, there is something wrong with you! Why didn't you sign it! Why didn't you divorce me...We agreed to divorce at that time!"